The Legendary Mechanic

The Western Sword Society's spacecraft was flying slowly between the universes, inside the cabin, the Prince of Melancholy surrounded by members of the Guild by stereoscopic star maps, analyzing the route.

“We are now in this area...”

The Prince of Melancholy sticks out his fingers on the star map and charts a bright path, circling an arc along a deserted universe at the edge of the star until it crosses the boundary of the star, saying:

“If we want to leave the stars, we can only walk through the deserted cosmic belt. There will always be omissions in the cloth defense of the three civilizations at the border. Although we have cloth defense maps and patrol maps of the three civilizations, we still need to take advantage of our luck...”

Listen, the president explained the plan, and the members of the guild present nodded.

After receiving an anonymous hire of 5 million Inar, the Prince of Melancholy came up with a number of options for successfully transporting the virus, among which seizing three civilized cloths to prevent inadvertent smuggling away is a more viable route.

In order not to be locked in by the three major civilizations, the Western Sword Guild has severed public links and kept the ship in a state of anonymity.

In this way, people can't accept information from the outside world and become blind people. But Prince Melancholy took advantage of his character as a player by secretly hiring other players into the forum, allowing them to provide information at any time via private forum conversations, as did the layout maps and patrol maps of the three civilizations in the Ancient Desert - even if he broke the quantum network link, he had intelligence sources to follow developments outside.

In this way, not only will the three civilizations be prevented from locking nodes through the network, but they will also be able to keep receiving messages from the outside world at all times. The players do have a huge advantage over the normal people, and it is not surprising why the Kpell Consortium has designated an indestructible hire.

At this point, a player said: "Chairman, the closer we get to the border, the denser the space surveillance buoys will be. If the failure is detected, the ship will be seized and we will only have one chance to catch the omission of the three civilized patrols. ”

“So we have plan B. ”

The Prince of Melancholy has a bamboo look on his chest, hey hey smile:

“Once we are discovered by buoys or patrol forces, we take a dive tactic, leaving only a few people in the ship, the others collectively offline, waiting for the ship to be locked in the warehouse, and the people who leave it inform us to go online in the vehicle and dive into enemy bases, so that we can bring in communicators infected with the virus. ”

Everyone nodded. This trick also plays into the character of the player, using the upstream and downline mechanisms to strike a time lag, perfect for tasks such as lurking, ambushing and smuggling.

There is also an exposed backup plan, which can only give up the ship painfully, die in a bloody battle, and then come back to life in a tied stronghold, so that other ways can be found to carry out the mission, many chances of making mistakes… anyway, the reward is 5 million, so long as the mission can be accomplished, it is easy to buy another ship.

With so many advantages, the members of the Western Sword Guild present are confident in accomplishing their mission as if they had seen 5 million inals waving at themselves.

As for the possibility of becoming a wanted person when things are revealed, people don't really care, they've been mixed in the grey industry, and coal balls are generally black, there's no intention of washing ashore, and the higher the reward the more a wanted person can trigger a milestone mission, the higher the reward.

Instead of disclosing the damage caused by the virus to ordinary people, people don't care. Instead, there is a sense of excitement that drives the era. Most of today's players who support the spread of disaster have this idea.

The melancholy prince was confident and laughed:

“Well, since we have no objection, we will follow this plan, because we cannot borrow the stargate, we will spend a lot of time on the road, we are expected to enter the deserted cosmic belt in seven days, now I...”

At that point, he was not finished, and the ship's alarm sounded abruptly.

“Ooh, ooh, alarm! The region is stable in time and space, unable to transition, and is automatically exiting transition mode! ”

The hull was blown up, people were subjected to a dramatic change, the time did not come to react, they were shocked to the ground, and they climbed up with amazement.

“What's going on here? Sometimes there's a stable anchor in time? Whose trap did we hit? ”

The depressed prince was shocked and rushed to see the radar images.

At this point, a light spot on the radar screen suddenly appeared around the perimeter, releasing the concealed mode, presenting a pocket-like semi-enclosed array, enclosing his ship in the middle.

The crowd rushed to the starboard window, sweeping the stars out of the window, and suddenly the color changed dramatically.

They were surrounded by imperial battleships, and the guns were brushed against their ships.

“The Red Empire? Are you here to catch us? ”

The melancholy prince and members of the congregation panicked immediately.

“Could our whereabouts be revealed? But the road didn't hit a buoy! And how did they know we were going to smuggle the virus? ”

After a few seconds of inactivity, the Prince of Melancholy returned to God and shouted:

“Don't be silly, get it all off the line, don't be...”

Before I finished, a faint voice suddenly rang behind the crowd.

“Don't be what? ”

Everyone's body was stiff and their necks twisted stiffly, looking toward the center of the cabin.

When a tall black figure appeared inside the ship, his eyes blinking with electric light were sweeping at them indifferently.

And this face is so familiar to the player!

“Black, black star!! ”

The Prince of Melancholy is appalled.

Everyone in the room was stunned. Thought that even if someone came to catch them, it would be just some regular fleet and superpower fighters. No one thought it would be a big figure like Black Star himself!

While panicking, the Prince of Melancholy had a subtle flattery in his heart.

The next moment, Han Xiao's eyes sparkled and a momentum with a bright arc erupted.

Boom!

Energy shock waves spread, slapping people hard on the wall.

Han Xiao controlled the damage, which was less powerful, mainly putting the player into battle and not being able to get offline at will.

“I fought you!” The melancholy prince gritted his teeth and pulled out a silver-light elongated alloy sword, brushing the ground and handing it over to Han Xiao's throat.

Players are not afraid to die, dare to attack anyone, even if the opponent is strong, it is impossible to capture, the Prince of Melancholy cannot help himself to be killed by black stars, so that he can be resurrected elsewhere, such as the linked Castle, and will not be caught.

However, this caution does not help in front of Han Xiao, who is familiar with the characteristics of the player.

He grabbed the stab sword with his bare hands, broke the sword blade for a moment, then hugely pinched the head of the Prince of Melancholy, fell to the ground, and threw him out of a stunning negative state.

Han Xiao cautiously controlled the force, afraid of losing his hand and beating each other to death. There was no way. Although the player was much stronger than before, he was still as fragile as foam in front of him.

No one else has let Han Xiao go, no need to use the machine, the current physical qualities alone, three punches and two legs seriously injured this group of players, then took out the tied fairy rope... cough, electromagnetic restraint chain tied everyone a solid.

The Imperial Battleship was then surrounded, picked up the ship, held it firmly under control, and the Imperial soldiers landed and scratched the ship.

A bunch of mechanical products piled up into a hill, Han Xiao tested it, found several communication devices infected with the virus, looked at the depressed Prince of Melancholy walker, slowed down:

“Do you have any excuses for your alleged smuggling of the Virtual Rebellion Virus, endangering public security and the cosmic order, now that people have been stolen and apprehended? ”

“No, I'm guilty. People like me don't deserve to live in the world. I'm asking for the death penalty! ”

The righteous words of the melancholy prince, who did not know, thought he wanted to be generous.

It's so ugly and beautiful to think about. You are so skinny... Han Xiao white-eyed.

At this point, he suddenly paused, smiled softly and opened his mouth:

“Aren't you curious why the Empire knew you'd been hired and set a trap here? ”

So the Western Sword Guild crew also reacted, this is a hire from the black market, which is reasonably hidden and won't leak the news.

“You've been watching our communications?” The Prince of Melancholy speculates carefully.

“No.” Han Xiao shook his head.

“So... someone tipped off? ”

“Nor is it. ”

“What's that?” Prince Melancholy wonders.

Han Xiao smiled and looked at everyone curiously. “Of course it's because... the people who hire you are the Empire. ”

“ ”

As if it were a sunny thunderbolt, the Prince of Melancholy walked in shock, his chin almost fell to the ground, and his eyes burst into shock.

“What did you say? ”

Prince Melancholy, a spirit almost jumped up and couldn't believe his face.

“Our anonymous employers are the three civilizations?! How is that possible? Why are you doing this? ”

Han Xiao smiled and said:

“What do you think, the three civilizations have long known that there must be profit generations trying to hide and smuggle viruses, so the three civilizations also sent people to spread employment on the black market in order to expose the anxiety divide and make it easy to catch... Do you really think that the three civilizations will let the black market go unpunished when disaster strikes? ”

The prince of melancholy stares at his eyes, the angst of being played with, the anger of being played with, and the regret of being meditated on. At this moment, he only wants to roar in the air.

You guys are fishing law enforcement!!

Han Xiao's smile grew more and more amusing as he looked at everyone's grief.

Behind the scenes, the employers of these players are naturally not three civilizations, but he deliberately said so in order to give the player the impression of fishing enforcement.

As long as these people post, they can calm down the blushing chaos and evil players, because no one dares to guarantee whether the employment they receive on the black market is real, or the trap of the three civilizations, there is such a preconceived suspicion, and the players who dare to take risks will definitely lose a big wave.

Catch this group of people to serve as role models, achieve a half-work effect, and save a lot of energy.

In short, it is a salary draw at the bottom of a pot.

Han Da Technician is more than just ignorant, in fact, he also intends to really implement a fishing enforcement program.

But to accomplish this, you must first control the black market channel, otherwise the black market side will surely destroy the plan in order to preserve its credibility and never cooperate.

All kinds of thoughts flashed, Han Xiao took out the Amber of Time and Space and smiled kindly at the crowd:

“Now that the evidence is conclusive, you may serve your sentence. ”

Prince Melancholy was terrified and panicked, struggling desperately.

“No, no, no... Please, don't use time, Amber. I'm asking for the death penalty. Let me die! You... don't come here..."

Unfortunately, the struggle of the depressed prince was useless, and his expression was set in a panicked gaze and blocked in the amber of time and space.

Han Xiaorufa fabricated it, sealed all the players of the dying Western Sword Guild, and beat the whole Guild to pieces.

“That's enough to deter other players. ”

Han Xiao clapped his hands.

He has already tested the effect of the space-time amber on the player and the player's consciousness is still free to go up and down the line, yet the body does not disappear like a normal downline, but is fixed in the amber… it is equivalent to not being able to change the point of going up the line, no matter how many times the player lands, it can only go back to the shell sealed by the amber.

It means that as long as they are sealed by space-time amber, players cannot take advantage of their own traits and escape imprisonment with those tricks that go up and down and come back to life, as if hanging is punishable, enforced, immobile and inescapable.

The players who did this could not have expected the consequences of being caught, but were unsurpassed. First, because death could be resurrected elsewhere, they felt that their chances of being caught were very small. Second, they felt lucky that disaster had not hit them. Everyone thought they were lucky.

Han Xiao was not surprised by this, just as some people knew whether they would be sealed or wanted to hang up, so they were punished and asked for it.

He is not prepared to release the Western Sword Guild easily by using this thunderous method to deter others, kill example chicken monkeys, and show others what happens near the seal treatment, thus curbing the wind and evil in the player forum, deworming vegetables, and preventing others from breaking potential good chives seedlings.

Likewise, he's not worried about these players not posting on the forums —— they're sealed, they can't do anything, what else can they do without the water?

Besides, these people are planted in their own hands, and with the personality of the players, it must be retaliation, so long as they believe in my ignorance, the means of retaliation will only be to expose the so-called fishing enforcement, thus undermining the actions of the three civilizations.

The situation is under control.

Han Xiao shook his head and summoned Philip to invade the ship's intelligence, turning over all communication records.

The true identity of this anonymous employer is also the object of his pursuit.

Philip was very efficient, and along the quantum network of Shundo, he quickly found clues to anonymous employers.

“The owner buzzed, and I found out that the hiring was issued as an intermediate guarantor by a hacker organization that is one of the black market managers, has a very good reputation and reputation and is trusted by countless black market mercenaries and black market employers and can be understood as a black market version of the mercenary coalition. So there should be a clue about this employer over there, but this broker organization has been a black market administrator for years, and as a long-standing intermediate guarantor, they won't divulge the employer's information buzzing...”

Han Xiao glanced at the information and nodded herself.

He has also heard of the name of this black market broker organization, a very reputable black market administrator, from which many black market hires circulate.

It can be said that while such organizations are under the banner of neutral bystanders, anonymous employment against the virus cannot be spread on the black market without their acquiescence.

There is no doubt that there is one of them for the crime that fuels it.

“Looks like we're going to have to open this black market manager first...”

Han Xiao glanced and turned his head and patted the captain's shoulder.

“The destination is the headquarters of this ancient astral desert. ”

……

At the same time.

Just as the Imperial Fleet was headed to its next destination, the prince of melancholy, sealed in time and space amber, did not say much about landing forum posts.

As expected by Han Xiao, Prince Melancholy, in the mouth of the victim, with the intent to warn others and retaliate against the three civilizations, sadly exposed the "fishing law enforcement” operation of the three civilizations...